Lyrics Six Feet Under - Ramirez

Writing empty letters with yo name just to feel the same,
Acid teardrops running down my face to feel the pain
I cannot fill the void that goes deep inside my brain.
I'm a vacant vessel that lurks in shadows locked n chained,
What happen to the rose that bloomed inside of the darkness
It grew weary with petal fallings abandoned and cold-hearted
But either way regardless it was still clutching on hope.
Wishing that sun find it shine on it and one day grows.
Staring at the image of a monster in the mirror.
Pointing out your insecurities thinking that you're disfigured
It gets clearer you don't wanna be on this earth anymore
I say listen that cold-hearted rose and hope that you grow
The saddest thing is not see petal bloom and witness growth,
Until you learn to trust anyone then you shall remain a ghost
Pushing all ya loved ones far away hoping they don't get close
Loneliness is what holds you n that's how it forever goes

Stand-alone beneath the moon
Inhale in this deadly fume
Screaming when I'm bringing the doom
Bow down to the king gloom
Lay 6 feet under tomb
Listen my gun it go boom
Death will be coming here soon
Surface from out the lagoon

Living in a loop not doing shit losing my brain.
Self-medicated inebriated runaway from pain,
Just another lifeless soul walking around this cold earth
Wishing I could disappear and somedays return to the dirt,
Looking in a crystal ball and all I see is misery
My words are falling on deaf ears and no one's really hearing me
Stuck inside this box writing out
My own obituary feeling like a phantom.
Just stuck n bound for the cemetery
Pop another pill to try to numb and heal
Dancing with devils in circles not knowing what's really real.
Grippin on the fucking steel looking down the barrel thinking twice,
Life flashing before my eyes the end has come so pay the price,
I'm like a puppet and my strings are being pulled by vice.
I keep telling myself things will get better n you'll be alright
Still clutching this knife hoping could see a bit light
I'm losing on my grip so I might not through the night

Stand-alone beneath the moon
Inhale in this deadly fume
Screaming when I'm bringing the doom
Bow down to the king gloom
Lay 6 feet under tomb
Listen my gun it go boom
Death will be coming here soon
Surface from out the lagoon